Novel & Cerita Elena Of Avalor Story Book

Elena or the dragon? A/N

Before she could finish, Valeria burst in laughter and said mockingly, "Pfff!Haha! Are you saying that you were telling us child's stories, right now?!This is ridicilous, you are wasting our times" "Well, I don't really care about your time miss, but if you could refrain from interrupting me, that would be helpful." At her reply, Alphonse and Sebastian were having a hard time hidding their laughter, it infuriated Valeria who felt mocked. "Whaa?!.." Before she could retort Eleanor continued, "She once got a gift by a wandering traveler, it was a book about the witches. I love reading a lot so my grand mother gave it to me as a present, that's how I knew all about them..."

The night was an abyss of silent dread. As Kael kept his vigil, praying for a sign of life, Elira’s consciousness retreated from the searing pain of the present, seeking refuge in the past. It led her to the sun-drenched stones of the Royal Academy, to the beginning of the war between them. She was sixteen, a shadow in the bustling halls. Her half-brother, Alvero, was the sun around which her father’s ambitions orbited—loud, prideful, and desperately trailing behind Princess Ilyana and Kael Rennar like an eager puppy.

The flowers around her made her feel a little calmer. Suddenly, Elara appeared and snatched the book from her hands angrily. “Give it back,” Selene said, standing up. Elara threw the book away and smirked. “I saw how you were trying to seduce Kai. No matter what you do, he will never notice you. You are just a cheap cursed girl who was supposed to be killed the moment you were born. You are a disgrace to this family.” Selene didn’t say anything. She stood up and tried to walk away. But Elara blocked her path.

The name struck her like a bell rung inside her chest. Elara had no siblings. That was doctrine. History. The one fact that had survived every upheaval, every war. No one questioned it. No one dared. And yet, Ansel. Vessa’s hands shook as she reached for the satchel. Inside, she found a book, pages bound in bark, pressed and stitched in soot and pulp, edges worn soft by time. She cradled it in her lap, daring to breathe. The first page did not announce itself with thunder or prophecy. It greeted her with a sigh:

****AN HOUR LATER**** Elena was walking back to her room with Ava trailing behind her. She was still walking when she suddenly caught sight of a girl with Leonard, they were talking. She stopped walking immediately as a frown appeared on her face. "Who is she?" Elena asked, her eyes on the girl who was busy smiling and touching Leonard all over. "She is Princess Emily, Luna Mila's daughter" Ava replied and Elena scoffed, she started walking to them immediately. Leonard suddenly turned and his eyes widened when he saw Elena walking towards them with a deep frown, seems like he smelt her presence.

Johana laughed suddenly at Elsa, who didn't understand what was funny about this book, so she curiously asked, “Are you hiding something?” “Lady Elsa, this book has history indeed, but it also has some overly pornographic narratives and depictions of vampires. I mean... you might be ashamed," Johana finished with a smile. “Ow... Well. I will skip them," Elsa muttered in diffidence and looked at the book.

I said and glared at him. It suddenly stopped in the middle of taking a bite and looked at me innocently before pouting. I almost rolled my eyes because he doesn't look cute at all. "Fine, eat it. I don't care anyway." I said in defeat and waved my hand like nothing. I continued eating my steak when I heard him ask a question. "Have you seen the Crown Prince, Señorita?" he asked while still eating the parfait. I suddenly thought. In my case I ever saw the crown prince, but I don't know about Lady Marina. I mean, the Edwards house is one of the backbone of the Avalor Kingdom.

Alcander exclaimed from the entrance of the room. But, if I left, I knew this would be it… I wouldn’t be granted this opportunity anymore… “Ask her for another life!” I yelled out my thought instantly. “To be re-incarnated! That’s the least she can do!” “She’s done enough favors! Accept this, Ava.” she begged as she slipped away, just like Lady Archer had, gradually. I was the only one who could see her and it was really unnerving. Nynaeve stepped forward, pulling my hands, away from hers.

By he was throwing dice that if fate was merciful, he wasn't too late in that decision makin "I made up my mind already," Michael aid plaintively. "Elena is the only thing we are after in this war. She is the last hunter of the Avilas. She is the future of this clan. The Boldon took her from us and we had left no other choice but to cross that goddamn river and seize that stubborn wall and take what really belings to us "Elena was Boldon's too. She is a dr Leon and the only remaining de Leon in their lines after Sheena. Without her, Boldon wou not stand a chance with these goddamn trading thing